domenica 15 febbraio 2015

UZIWA ON BOARD the beginning TRINIDAD & TOBAGO

When the wheels
of the airplane screamed, I was looking into Alice’s eyes. I’m happy to be here
and to start this new adventure with her. Everybody in my family said that if
we could make the ten months on a boat, it will be forever. I would say that
between me and her it’s already forever. Honestly, at the moment I’m too
excited to think of what it will be. I’m just getting sharp to sail and cook as
better as I can. The incredible heat welcomed us
to Trinidad. Palms three and birds seem to be the owners of this place. When we
first spotted a white and “blonde” guy in the middle of an African American
crowd coming to us, we understoodwe
found our guy. From the moment when we jumped in that car, our life was
different. I thought I could speak a good French, however I found myself a bit
lost. Luckily Alice always gets where I can’t andlike a teacher at school she was always ready
to help me to find the good way to communicate.

Captain
Jack, a man on his sixties, tall, white hair and tanned enough to say that his
spending a bit of time on the sun. He’s an outstanding example of a very
magnetic person. Cleaver enough to succeed on his life, he was a vascular
surgeon. He likes to say that he was the champion on his branch of study, and
we can easily believe it. It’s always like this: when you meet someone, the first impression lasts
minimum three days and after that you start to have the real feeling of who
really are the people around you.

It’s the
first time we jump on big Cat like this, and still after a few days it’s very
special to walk on it. At the beginning we were on board also with Gerome, a
French guy working as well as mechanic and a lot of other things, he has
Italianorigins and he could also speak some Italian. Actually I thought he was
a lot more Italian than French, good on the big things to do and so messy on
other little thousands. We had to wait a couple of days to finally meet the
person that also if she was not on board yet, she was already terrifying us.

Mme Nicole,
a woman on her more beautiful age that apparently doesn’t like the skin of the
tomato and likes a lot French classy style table settings. These were the only
reports before we met this super gentle lady, with a smile like no other and a
beautiful relationship with the washing machine and the anchor of her boat.

If Captain
Jack was already an interesting person, Mme Nicole makes their couple even more
special. This two big guys, when they realized that was time to retirement, I
can guess they squeeze d their pocket of dreams and things to do, and made up
some very good plans. First of all they walked from Antwerp to Cannes, then sailed
the Mediterranean sea, and finally got a bigger boat and decided to sail around
the world.

After the
trans-atlantic, Miami boat show and the northern part of the Caribbean sea,
they left the boat in Trinidad for a few months of more organization before to
head north and think to cross the Panama canal. As the Captain like to say: the
canal is a place like no other, it’s a way point in your mind, and once you’ve
done it, you have to keep going thought the Pacific Ocean. I like to think that
for us the Canal is going to be the end of a first big step, where we will know
our self better than before and so we will know if our commitment will be so
strong to keep going and make sweet love with the gigantic Pacific Oc.

For the
moment I don’t really think much about it, also because we don’t even know when
we are going to leave this place yet. Between work on the boat and immigration
paper, our days are fully stuffed of things to do that makes easier also to
test and learn all the different personality on board.

The
impact with the kitchen-

I will
never forget how happy I was when before to arrive at the boat the first time
the Captain pull over and stopped at the nearest Subway. For a chef it’s always
a good indicator to see that his client can stand and smile at the table also
when he has a tuna and olives sub or a meatballs foot long. That was our first
dinner on the boat. I will never forget as well the next day, when we went to a
small grocery store in front of the immigration where it took us nearly an hour
to pay because this is the carribe, and life is better when is slow. First
lunch: cesar salad. First dinner: pumpkin soup with yogurt and almonds. What I
understood from the first two meals: smaller portion and good vibrations on the
table. I guess I will be definitely happy to cook on a nearly fully equipped
kitchen. I like to say “nearly”, because a good kitchen is like a good
woman,she need someone that take care
of her and add some little things that will makes her sexy. So let’s start to
make some sexy food.